Grandma´s Shoes
~ by Betty Cessna ~

When I was very little
All the Grandmas that I knew
Were wearing the same kind
Of ugly grandma shoes..

You know the kind I mean..
Clunky heeled, black, lace-up kind,
They just looked so very awful
That it weighed upon my mind,

For I knew, when I grew old.
I'd have to wear those shoes,
I'd think of that, from time to time
It seemed like such bad news.

I never was a rebel,
I wore saddle shoes to school,
And next came ballerinas
Then the sandals, pretty cool.

And then came spikes with pointed toes
Then platforms, very tall,
As each new fashion came along
I wore them, one and all.

But always, in the distance,
Looming in my future, there,
Was that awful pair of ugly shoes,
The kind that Grandmas wear,

I eventually got married
And then I became a Mom
Our kids grew up and left,
And when their children came along,

I knew I was a Grandma
And the time was drawing near
When those clunky, black, old lace up shoes
Was what I'd have to wear.

How would I do my gardening
Or take my morning hike?
I couldn't even think about
How I would ride my bike!

But fashions kept evolving
And one day I realized
That the shape of things to come
Was changing, right before my eyes.

And now, when I go shopping
What I see, fills me with glee
For, in my jeans and Reeboks
I'm as comfy as can be.

And I look at all these little girls
And there, upon their feet
Are clunky, black, old Grandma shoes,
And I really think that's neat.

We must know that we have been
created for greater things,
not just to be a number in the world.
We have been created in order
to love and to be loved.

-Mother Teresa-

Baby Shower Thank You

I'm sorry I can't be with you,
But I'm very busy you see,
Painting my eyes, my cheeks, my hair,
So mother will be proud of me.

I'm sending this little message,
To convey to you this thought,
The Stork will soon have left me,
To use the gifts you brought.

Be sure to come and see me,
As soon as I get here,
Just give mother time,
To dress me ever so dear.

And so I Thank You from my heart,
For each lovely gift for me,
For when the Stork leaves me with mother,
I'll not be dressed you see.

Little Baby

Blessed by God
A dream come true
Born into the world
You are so new

Given to me, your finaly here
In my womb, a sweet angel, so perfectly near
Realizing now that we are two
Love brought us together Baby Girl & mommy welcomes you   

~Christina Charles ~

I found this poem that my father had written for my sisters and my brother and me. He wrote it almost thirty years ago - I thought it would be great for your web site. This poem means a lot to me since he wrote it at Christmas time. Kellie Ungiveable presents ~ Ronald Koch 1935-1986 ~   How excited you kids were as from present to present you shook you could hardly wait for Christmas when you could have a look.   I couldn't help but think of things that one can't buy or wrap maybe i'm just getting old it's called a generation gap.   There are so many things that I'd like to give like advice that you could use as your life to live.   I'd like you to have patience with me when I loose me cool and to get along with each other I'd give the golden rule.   I'd like to give you awareness of the beauties all around the things we take for granted the sun, the trees, the ground.   I'd like to wrap up my love what a large package that would make it would go with you as steps through life you take.   I'd give you kind words and smiles I'd give you a helping hand there are so many things that this life will demand.   In one box would be honesty in still another fun in still another good clean living there's enough for everyone.   So kids just remember the important gifts aren't there just look around and you'll see that they are everywhere!